This blog began several years ago as a narrative of our efforts to lead a sustainable and self-sufficient lifestyle in the middle of our city. It still is, although our city has changed from Raleigh to Boise and we now are working diligently on restoring the family homestead in Montana.
The blog is also a chronicle of our lives together as a married couple, marriage being a sort of homesteading in itself.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Despite being blind, our dog Cassius still hunts squirrels for the better part of most days. And when I say better, I mean both quantitatively and qualitatively, for he certainly considers this to be the penultimate fun activity. The only thing better is eating anything, including cat poop.

He may not be able to see the squirrels but he can sure hear them. He spends hours racing around the yard guided by their chattering. Sometimes we even catch Cash quietly and slowly stalking the squirrels like a cat, apparently not realizing that although he can't see them, they can very much see him.

Occasionally the chases end with some collateral damage, but when you get right down to it, he doesn't need those eyes anyway!Disclaimer #1: This injury was only to the skin outside of his eye and is now healed. His vision, however, remains the same. He has none.

Disclaimer #2: For those of you grossed out that he eats cat poop, I was just kidding. He only eats Tucker's poop.

Disclaimer #3: For those of you grossed out by any discussion of poop and in particular eating poop, it was all just a big joke. No, really.